By the time I reached thirty, I hadn't managed to provide any of the happiness I wanted for my wife. I also still couldn't become the support my parents relied on. At this turning point in my fate, my income suddenly began to increase randomly. (A daily life tale in a wealthy family setting, featuring a single female lead and no harem.)
In the evening, Chen Pingsheng didn't stay in the car.
With his standards for having fun, he must arrange a five-star hotel.
After leaving behind a day of happy memories in the ancient town, they had breakfast early the next morning and headed from Shijiazhuang to Dengfeng.
It was both the road home and the journey's path.
The total distance was over four hundred kilometers, roughly a four-hour drive.
The car drove smoothly and comfortably on the Jing-Gang-Ao Expressway.
Sitting in the second row, Song Yanxi stopped watching Tong Jiaqian and, like Old Chen, started listening to campus music hits from those years.
Back then, Jay Chou ruled an era.
There were also the three QQ giants, Xu Song, Wang Sulong, and Xu Liang.
Thinking back to the past.
With a "Kill Matt" hairstyle, sitting in an internet café listening to "Spark", tapping away at Audition Online.
Handsome and dashing.
"Bro, you play the guitar pretty well."